Doctor, doctor!
We all know my prowess as a lay doctor (according to my mother) but even google seems to be failing me now. I have been froggy all day, which left me with very little patience for the first graders.
When I got in my car I opened wide and looked in the rear view mirror. I have a big white spot in the place where my left tonsil was removed from! White spot! Strep throat! But I don’t have a sore throat, just no voice. And I don’t have a fever. I’ve checked google, and it seems there is no way I have strep. Thus far the only thing I’ve come up with is an answer only an idiot could love “some white spots are caused by food stuck in the back of the throat.” I admit I did have low-fat white mozzarella cheese on my high fiber crisp bread, but I don’t think it’s been stuck in my throat for four hours.
What’s wrong with me? Diagnose me, internet! You were the ones who knew I had gallstones. My doctor’s famous words were “what do YOU think?” Then he didn’t even believe me when I told him I had a free-floating baby in my liver.
At least I only have one easy class tomorrow. I think I will have to skip water aerobics again. There’s no way I can survive another night of sucking in ice cold air.
Guess I better go start dinner. I’m doing Artichoke and Dijon Chicken, a totally new recipe for me. I’m kind of scared.